I absolutely am in love with this colour, its so bright and fresh, just needs the right amount of summer sun to compliment it. Only thing is… I never have the patience to wait for nail-polish to dry. And does anyone ever feel that the ones that promise 60 second dry - lie!
Wade in the water by Eva Cassidy. It’s difficult to find songs with this much soul in this day and age.
![Funny how a photo can portray something and have a completely different story behind it, don’t you think?
madamethursday:
[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]
staghunts:
“This one is very serious, guys:
I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”
“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.
“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in:
“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said.
Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back.
“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.
As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.
When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”
“It happens a lot?” I asked.
“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”
“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.
“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”
Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*
Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this.
I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3v4ahIMJ41qlxu8ho1_250.jpg)
Funny how a photo can portray something and have a completely different story behind it, don’t you think?
[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]
“This one is very serious, guys:
I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”
“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.
“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in:
“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said.
Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back.
“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.
As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.
When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”
“It happens a lot?” I asked.
“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”
“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.
“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”
Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*
Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this.
I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER.
(via theangryblack)
I was feeling a little nostalgic today for the 90’s so I started watching the fresh prince again -never gets old - and then got a little bit carried away. So as I was googgling all things “Fresh Prince” related, I came across this snazzy little number.. lol.
I think its an awesome print soo.. I thought I’d share. *Smiles”
Designed by somebody (couldn’t find a name - but never neglect to credit) for W!ld-Leek.
I tried. I honestly did. I tried to find the USB cable for my camera, I looked up and down for a shop that had it, but no luck. So no photos today. Sorry guys.
I’m quite annoyed because I’ve been ready to post up these pics and stuff I took a while back when I was on my spring break and back home in London, but haven’t been able to because I forgot the USB cable back in London, and I’m being too cheap to go out and buy another one. But today shall be the day. So those pictures will probably be up late on tonight.
So hopefully shortly after my trip into town - and watching avengers tonight with the lads (I’m a girl!), my blog will be filled with a rush of updates. And no not just the photo’s I’ve just been super lazy to write some stuff up. But that will end today. I have gotten past the hardest exam I’ve had all year. So nothing is an obstacle anymore. Don’t want to ramble on. And I don’t want this to look like a lot of text. So if you’re wondering why there’s a random photo of a gorilla now you know why. See ya later fellow bloggers!!!
